The Hogwarts Years- First Year

This follows the POVs of Catarneigh Salucci and Louisa Finnigan. It shows them as they go through their first year at Hogwarts. The struggles they face and the people they meet.




I woke up two weeks since the strange woman- Keytet had visited me. I knew I was going to a strange place; Diagon Alley Keytet had called it. I tried not to think of it too much, the place scared me. The dream I had the night she came still lived in my head as though it was last night's dream.

There was a knock of the door. Professor Keytet was back, I could hear her voice.

'Lucy!' I heard my mum shout.

I went downstairs to were they were waiting for me.

'We have to go to Liverpool City.' said Keytet.

'Liverpool?' I asked. 'I live in Ireland.'

'We'll apparate there.'

'Apparate?' I'd never heard of the word before.

'Hold me. Quickly!' said Keytet.

Me, my mum and Emily grabbed hold of Keytet. We started spinning. I couldn't breathe. I felt as though all air had been sucked out of me. I felt dizzy from the spinning. I just wanted it to stop. Surprisingly, it did. It took a while for me to realise I was back on the ground.

Once I had, I looked around. We were in Liverpool City Centre, by the bus station. People rushed all around us. Hurrying in and out of shops. Most doing last minute shopping for the start of school.

We followed Keytet through the crowds of people. She led them up an alley way between Wongs and Caluccio's.

'Are you sure we're going the right way?' I heard my mum ask Keytet.

'I'm sure.'

As we walked up the alley way all there was were pubs. Keytet then led us to a wall, no wait- another pub, though this was called the Leaky Cauldron. I saw my mum come over to me.

'Where is she taking us?' she whispered.

'The Leaky Cauldron.'

'It's only a wall.'

'No. Look.' I pointed to the ''wall.''

'Oh.' My mum seemed to have noticed.

We walked into the pub. People in funny clothing sat on stools drinking and talking, though it was only 12:30. The bartender looked over at us. He had hardly any hair and reminded me of a toothless walnut.

'Professor! What has made you step into the Leaky Cauldron today?' asked the bartender.

'Just taking Miss Finnigan and her family to Diagon Alley.' replied Keytet.

'Ah, a Muggleborn. Don't know much about magic, do you?'

I started cowering away. I didn't like these people at all.

'Well,' said the bartender. 'You know the way.'

Keytet then led us to the back door of the pub. She opened the door that led to a small garden with a brick wall. I had no idea what all this was out, and it seemed that my family didn't either. Keytet walked over to the wall and took out a sort of stick. She tapped the wall five times from the rubbish bin, up three and across two. Suddenly, the bricks started to move apart to reveal a busy street full of people in weird clothing.

Keytet was the first to walked through the archway in the wall, I hesitantly followed. The street was full of people walking in and out of shops. Owls stood on stands waiting to be chosen. There were shops selling robes, quills and strange silver instruments I had never seen in my life. People were hurrying all around us. I saw two boys throwing fireworks at each other, though they weren't hurt.

'Can I have the list?' I heard Keytet ask.

My mum handed her the list.

'I think we'll get your books first.'

We were led into a shop. At first we couldn't get in because of the amount of people that were in there but once Keytet had introduced herself, they made a pathway for us. Everyone was staring at us and I didn't like it. I'm not one for being in the centre, Emily however seemed to love it.

I didn't really like this shop. The entire place was black and all I could smell was books. The first book we got was Standard Book of Spells: Grade One. It was extremely big. About twenty times bigger than any normal book. It wasn't heavy or anything, it was just awkward to carry.

I paid for my books. After about half an hour we had most of the things on the list. All that was left was something called a wand.

'We'll go to Ollivanders.' said Keytet.

She took us to the shop at the end of the row. It must have been the oldest shop in the entire street. The door had faded gold letters on them which were hard to make out. The only word I got was wand.

Keytet opened the door, and we walked inside. At first I thought my eyes were deceiving me. The place was a hexagon shape. I mean, what shop is hexagon? The muddy brown walls sloped down. And boxes lay disorganised on cream coloured shelves. There was a black semi-circle counter in the middle of the room. Keytet pressed the bell twice and a man with white hair and pale blue eyes appeared.

'Hello, Professor. What can I do for you?' the man asked.

'I'm here to get Miss Finnigan a wand.'

The man looked over at me.


He went over to a box on the shelve and pulled the first one off. He came back over and handed it to me. I quickly took it out of the box, my hands tumbling around. Once it was out, I held it lightly.

'How does it feel?' The shop keeper asked.

I took this as a hint that I should hold it properly. Once I had gripped it properly, I was surprised at how right it felt.

'It feels fine.'

I handed the wand back to the man and he put it back in the box and gave it back to me. I paid for it and left the shop.

'I think that's everything.' said Keyet, once we were out of the shop.

I knew what this meant.

'Are we going to Apparate back?'

Keytet nodded.

Great. This horrible experience again.

I held on to Keytet and we apparated back to Ireland. She said goodbye to us and we entered my house. My mum told me to pack all my things for tomorrow so I did. I packed all my things apart from the Standard Book of Spells book. I opened the first page and began to read it. I wanted to try out the spells but then I decided against it.

After I had finished the chapter, I decided to go to bed. It was hard to sleep as I was nervous about tomorrow. Not sure of what things I could face on my first day at a witch school.

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